Mcaffee, Worked, Hard,
Right, Worked,
Hard, In\At Computers.
β¦β¦..And, Now, He’s Died,
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
This is, A, Poem, For, MCcaffee, By,
Kelvin,N.Firminger.
RIP.
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
β¦β¦.
Mcaffee, Worked, Hard,
Right, Worked,
Hard, In\At Computers.
β¦β¦..And, Now, He’s Died,
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
This is, A, Poem, For, MCcaffee, By,
Kelvin,N.Firminger.
RIP.
β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦β¦
β¦β¦.
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~ Rogers Hornsby
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